This is more dark themed and sadistic than the deleted one... This chap isn't that crazy.
It's one something in the morning.
And I'm too disturbed to sleep.
I find that my feel are moving on their own.
Right to his door. I still didn't heal from last time, but I'm addicted.
My hand raises against my will and knocks.
He opens it and looks me over, worry glinting in his eyes.
"Karen? It's the third time this month."
I push my way into his room, ready for whatever he has planned.
"Yes Roy. I want it again."
He lightly shuts his door, and stares at me.
Those light brown eyes drive me insane.
Remember: Don't get aroused. Never get aroused.
It only hurts less when I am.
"Kare-bear... You're worrying me. Last time blood was involved... I actually care about you. So how about we do it in a way that you didn't think possible of me?"
Ha! He thinks he can change my mind.
I have no need for empathy right now. Don't worry about me.
"I said I want your sadistic side and I want it now." I growl.
He looks gloomy before he slaps me and slaps me hard.
It causes me to fall to my knees.
"We don't have to do this. I can go softer. I don't wanna hurt you, babe."
I rub my face. It feels so good.
"Don't go easy on me. If you do I'll train you harder."
He lifts me by the collar of my shirt and pulls me down until I'm on my hands and knees.
A bare foot steps on my back and I fall onto my stomach... well, breasts.
He kicks me in the side.
"Roll onto your back, bitch."
"No."
He bends down.
"Repeat that."
"No."
He slaps my ass-cheeks with every bit of strength in his toned body.
I cry out and flip over.
The pain feels amazing.
He looks me over with sympathy in his eyes.
"C'mon, just let me be a softie tonight."
I sit up on my sore behind.
"Have you weakened in the last week? Pussy. I like it rough, so you give it rough."
In the whole while I was chiding him, he walked over to his box.
Oh, the ropes. Those are so torturing... I love them.
He sits on his bed.
"Bring your bitchiness over her and lay down on the bed."
He's gonna go soft on me. We usually never get on the bed.
Why is he so worried?
"Come here." He growled.
"I'm not a dog."
I hope he says something mean.
"You're a bitch. So what is that?" He asked rhetorically.
I crawl over and climb on the bed.
"Remove the shorts and only the shorts."
I jump a bit as to be able to slid the shorts down. It's a really difficult thing to do while laying down.
But Speedy didn't say to stand up and remove them.
He stands and drags my body to the center of the bed by my violet boy shorts.
Next thing he does is take the abrasive ropes and ties my hands together.
Then he uses the remainder to tie each of my legs to the bed posts.
They're scratching at my skin, but that isn't a problem.
"Now, Karen, I'm going to relax. You won't."
He walks over the box atop his desk and grabs a metal stick.
What's he gonna do with that? Eh, I honestly don't care.
He walks over, a crazy smirk on his face.
He pushes my underwear aside and shoves the rod up my entrance.
I shiver, feeling how frigid it is way stronger than I would on outer-skin.
He flips a switch at the bottom.
"Oh gosh! T-this isn't torturing! It's pleasuring."
All these vibrations our insane. It's stronger than any regular vibrator.
Speedy just walks over to his desk, grabs a magazine, and sits in the green bean bag chair by his TV.
He's watching me go crazy over the magazine, that smirk on his face.
I will not moan. I will not react. I do not feel it. I shouldn't feel it. Please don't feel it! Please do not escape my mouth, moan.
He leans over and flips the TV on.
A cartoon? Why the hell wo-
Oh... Those type of cartoons.
Not porn. Cartoon porn. Where anything is possible.
Even legs being bent all the way back as she rides.
Actually... That is possible. You just have to be really flexible.
Five more minutes of this, and I'm just about done.
"Oh gosh."
A moan. Why did I moan?!
Roy grins, still reading his magazine.
I bit my lip and try to use my tied up hands to move this contraption.
No fucking use.
Give in, Bee. You're about to orgasm.
Why not?
"Mmm... Uh uh uh uuuuh."
Roy's eyes lighten up as he looks at me.
One wink and I'm gone.
I spasm involuntarily, shaking the bed a bit.
"OH! Uh! Ooooooooh!"
Climax number 1. It leaves my underwear clinging to my thigh.
Speedy turns off the TV.
"That was fun to watch. I wonder how the next one would feel."
The vibrations against my now tenderized insides is freaking driving me crazy.
My moans are louder than last time.
Thank goodness the rooms are insulated.
Two hours later
I'm so tired.
And my body is aching.
And my vagina's numb in some parts and pained in the others.
The vibrations don't stop.
I've been in and out of consciousness and it's still going.
I can barely lift my arms of open my mouth.
By the time he takes this out, I'll be near death.
He wakes up from the nap he was taking.
When he spots me, a chuckle comes out his mouth.
"You okay?"
I can't move.
He pulls himself out the bean bag and walks over to me, pulling that horrible thing out.
I look to the door on my left before everything becomes fuzzier than it was earlier.